I gave in and let my brother pound my pussy in his room

I heard moaning coming from my brother Matty’s room; I gently pushed his door open and saw his huge cock. Omg, he was sat on the edge of the bed jerking, I was mesmerized by his hand stroking up and down his thick long shaft. Holy shit, he had a more enormous cock than my boyfriends. I just stood and watched, and what shocked me next in what he mumbled to himself, “Mmm fuck, suck it, Mom” Eww, he was pretending our mom was sucking his cock.

I put my hand in my jean shorts and into my panties as I didn’t take my eyes off him as I rubbed my labia.

Matty’s hand moved faster and faster as he jerked his cock. His breathing became heavier, and he started to moan louder. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I rubbed myself.

Suddenly, Matty looked up and saw me standing in the doorway. His eyes widened with shock, and he quickly pulled his hand away from his cock. But it was too late; I had already seen everything.

I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I just stood there, my hand still inside my panties, my pussy wet with desire. Matty looked at me, his face red with embarrassment.

“I… I’m sorry, sis. I didn’t mean for you to see that,” he stammered.

But I couldn’t help myself. I was drawn to him, to his huge cock. I wanted to touch it, to feel it inside me. I stepped closer to him, my hand still inside my panties.

“It’s okay, Matty. I… I want to touch it, it looks fucking huge,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Matty looked at me, his eyes filled with disbelief. But then he nodded, and he reached out and took my hand. He guided it to his cock, and I gasped as I felt its thickness and length.

He started to stroke my hand up and down his shaft, and I moaned with pleasure. I had never felt anything like this before. It was wrong, but it felt so right.

Matty leaned in and kissed me, his lips soft and gentle against mine. I kissed him back, my body responding to his touch. He pushed me back onto the bed, and he climbed on top of me.

He pulled my jeans and panties down, and he spread my legs wide. He looked down at my pussy, his eyes filled with desire. He leaned down and kissed my labia, his tongue exploring every inch of me.

I moaned with pleasure, my body trembling with desire. Matty looked up at me, his eyes filled with lust. He guided his cock to my entrance, and he pushed inside me.

I gasped as I felt him enter me, my pussy stretching to accommodate his size. He started to thrust in and out of me, his movements slow and deliberate at first. But as we continued, the rhythm became faster and more intense.

I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure I was feeling. Matty’s cock felt different from my boyfriend’s, but it was still satisfying in its way. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the pleasure, letting Matty take control of my body. My pussy was stretched and tightly around his cock as he slid in and out of me. I squeezed my tits as he kept fucking me.

We continued to fuck each other, our movements becoming more urgent and intense. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure. Matty’s grunting became louder and more primal, and I could feel him getting close to his release.

Suddenly, he pulls out of me, and he strokes his cock faster and faster. “Ugnnnnh Ughhh Argh FUCK,” he grunts loudly as I watch as he ejaculates, his cum shooting out in long, thick ropes. He moans with pleasure as he comes, and I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

He finally stops cuming, “Oh shit sis your pussy felt so fucking good, can’t believe you let me do that to you.”

Matty looked at me, his eyes filled with guilt and shame. “I’m so sorry, sis,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t know what came over me.”

I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt myself. What we had just done was wrong on so many levels. But at the same time, I couldn’t deny the pleasure I had felt.

“It’s okay, Matty,” I said, reassuring him. “I wanted it too. It felt good.”

Matty looked at me, his eyes filled with disbelief. “You… you wanted it too?” he asked as if he couldn’t believe what I was saying.

I nodded. “Yes, I did,” I said, my voice firm and confident. “It felt good, Matty. Really good.”

“We can’t do this again, Matty,” I said, breaking the kiss and pulling away from him. “It’s wrong. We can’t let it happen again.”

Matty looked at me, his eyes filled with sadness and regret. “I know,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry, sis. I didn’t mean for it to happen.”

I nodded, and we both got dressed in silence. I left Matty’s room, my mind still reeling with what had just happened. I knew that I would never be able to forget it, no matter how hard I tried.

But simultaneously, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had experienced something new and exciting, something that I would never forget. And even though it was wrong, it had felt good.

Really good.